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WIDOW ARE YE WAKING?
o ! Wha’s that at my chamber door ?
“ Fair widow are ye waking?”
Auld carle, your fuit give o’er.
Your love lies a’ in tawking ;
Gi’e me a lad that’s young and tight.
Sweet like an April meadow;
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Tis fie as he can blefs the fight
And bofom of a widow!
“ O! widow, wilt thou let me in?
“ I’m pawky, wife, and thrifty;
“ And come of a right gentle kin,
“ I’m little mair than fifty.”
Daft carle, dit your mouth.
What fignifies how pawky.
Or gentle born ye be—but troth
In love ye’re but a gawky.
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Then, widow, let thofe guineas fpeak,
“ That powerfully plead clinkan ;
“ And if they fail, my mouth I’ll fteek,
“ And nae mair love will think on.”
Thefe court indeed, I maun confefs,
I think they mak you young, fir.
And ten times better can exprefs
Affe&ion, than your tongue, fin